Gambling in Front of the Herd

Rizz felt disappointed that the quest had been fulfilled before he could even attempt to make a seal. Of course, that bit of disappointment wouldn't stop the goblin from claiming the 100 sp. 

He mentally chewed on the surprise meal of skill points. *That gives me 160 skill points. At least I've got some cushion in case I need it.*

Rizz subtly crossed his fingers behind his back, thinking, *You'd better give me a bonus for this after I forge our seal, you crazy Stooge. You know me all too well, so you better not be tampering with my shit to keep me from earning more skill points!*

After they broke off the handshake, Sabina spent a few seconds staring at her hand. There was nothing new. No markings, injuries, or signs. 

Yet… Sabina was caught up in a strange feeling. Something she hadn't fully felt for at least two years.